บททั้งหมดของ The HIDDENS: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

PRISCA'S POVPure embarrassment! How did I let that happen? What just happened? Never in my life have I ever let a man touch me like that. I’ve never done anything like that. How was I ever going to face him again? The pleasure, the sparks, and his touch were the most beautiful, addicting feelings in the world. How did it all come to this in such a short amount of time? It only feels like yesterday when we hated each other's guts, but now we’re all over each other. Is that how the mate bond works, or am I the bipolar one now?I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before stepping into the shower. I touched my neck and winced at the sharp, stinging pain. My whole body was still sensitive to his touch, and it was so weird...in a good way. I recalled Catherine’s little speech about how Alphas were so dominant and quick with the whole mating process. Was I ready to lose my virginity to that bipolar jerk? What if we do it and he starts acting up? It’s pretty clear he doesn’t love me. It’s

At 9 a.m., I sat at the kitchen table, sipping a hot cup of coffee while glaring at Bryan, who seemed determined to babysit me like I was some fragile doll. His intense focus on "keeping an eye" on me was borderline suffocating. It wasn't just that he was hovering—he was staring at me, unblinking, like I was going to disappear into thin air if he so much as looked away for a second.I hadn't had a chance to talk to Jake about this overprotective behavior. Unfortunately, he left early this morning while I was still dead to the world, enjoying what was probably my deepest sleep in weeks. When I finally dragged myself out of bed and took a long, steamy shower, I walked into the kitchen only to find Bryan waiting for me with a weird grin on his face like he'd been planning this ambush for a while."Stop staring at me like that. It’s getting creepy," I said, reaching for the nearest object to throw at him, which just so happened to be a teaspoon. It wasn’t the most dangerous weapon, but it

PRISCATime seemed to taunt me as it passed painfully slowly, the fading sunlight casting eerie shadows across the room. The hours slipped by too fast, yet felt like eternity, each moment bringing me closer to the inevitable horror awaiting me tonight. Zion, the Demon Lord, had made it clear—he was going to take me, forcefully, and I had no way to stop him. Whatever drug was coursing through my veins kept me weak, helpless, and I had no idea how long it would last. Zion had left earlier, saying he'd be back before sunset for some twisted ceremony. The door creaked open, and a young girl, no older than fourteen or fifteen, entered. She held a glass of water and some pills in her trembling hands. Maybe she could help me."Hey, what's your name?" I asked softly, trying not to sound too desperate, though every fiber of my being screamed for escape.Her brown eyes widened in panic. She glanced around, as if the very walls could betray her. “You must not speak to me,” she whispered harshly

The forest was alive with the sounds of peace—the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze, the occasional chirp of night creatures scurrying by, and the soft hum of nature at rest. But amidst all that quiet, my world was centered around one thing: Jake.His strong arms were still wrapped around me, holding me close as if I might disappear at any moment. The smell of smoke and blood lingered in the air, but it didn’t matter. We had survived. The chaos, the fighting, the fear—it was over. And now, all that was left was us."Can we just stay like this forever?" I whispered, burying my face into his chest. I could hear the steady thump of his heartbeat, a reminder that he was alive, that we both were.Jake’s laugh was soft, vibrating through his chest. "Forever sounds good to me." He tilted my chin up, forcing me to look into his eyes. They were back to their usual warm, chocolate brown, the dangerous red glow of his beast long gone. "I’m never letting you go, Prisca. Not now, not ever."

1year LaterPerfection, that is all I could say about my life with Jake now. Everything was too perfect as if...it wasn't even real like it was all just a dream that could be snatched away if I dared to blink an eye. Jake was everything I have ever dreamed of, he was too handsome with a body built for a Greek God but he worked for it day and night. Working out was like something werewolves had to do without even thinking about it, they just did it because it's in their nature. Jake cared for me, I couldn't complain really but ever since he found out he was born of royalty he has been...distracted."What are you thinking about so deeply," Jake asked drawing circles on my naked back.I sighed staring at the white fluffy pillow my head was resting on, "Nothing much."Jake growled playfully turning my body around to face him and I laughed."If its nothing then why are you lying?" he asked raising a dark eyebrow."Fine It isn't nothing, I'm worried about a few things. The next full moon is